Alright, here we go again.
Prepare yourself for another Mayukh Kumar emotional rollercoaster ride.
But wait. Feel free to stop reading if you want to.
So then. Let's begin shall we?
Recently I found out that two of my closest friend's brother is about to get married this November.
I'm sure they won't mind me taking names so here goes. Shubham and Tushar's brother is having a grand wedding later this year.
And obviously I am invited. I mean come on. Please don't kill me for this line you two.
But you might wonder what is so special about this wedding. Let me tell you.
It's a wedding which is happening in their family. Their family is a gem. One of the purest people I've ever known and people who I had the chance calling my own when I was in Sonipat, crawling to the finish line to do my MBA.
Whether it be endless good food or love packed in the form of kindness, they gave me their all.
So the least I can do is attend their wedding and be a part of their grand occasion.
However, get this. List of people who are coming as well.
Kiran.
Kurian.
Prashant.
Well, Prashant, don't mind me putting your name at last because let's face it, Eden's at Madrid now. So yeah, cheap banter.
Kiran. Well, what more can I say about him that hasn't already been said before. Bhai hai woh apna. I've said so many good things about him that I really need to pull out the dictionary to find similar words of praise.
Kurian. Well, he's Kurian. Our boy. Trust me when I say this, if you haven't managed to make Kurian your close friend, you've missed out on many things in life. Most of the memorable things I've done in college, have been with this lad.
Prasant. Well, roommate, brother, sore Fifa loser. Everything. Words cannot sum up my friendship with him. I have stopped liking him though since he went off to "study" in Singapore.
So then, November it is. Book your tickets boys.
Take out them Ray Bans and Indian wear. It's going to be a hell of a ride.
We would all be coming together and the precious few hours that we spend are going to be quite something.
Shubham, do me a favour and avoid those China discussions please though? Haha. You know I love you.
Finally, Tushar, Baba, keep the Rover ready. Fire up the engines. Put on those shades and wait for me to say:
Baba, chaley shaadi mei rang jamane?
